In the depths of the fortress, a silence hung heavy in the air, save for the elated patriarch of the Mollen family. He was positively giddy, itching to let out a triumphant cackle. His bets had paid off! Watching the Northlands' chieftains scatter in disarray, Lord Falconcrest and the Stellar Precepts Commander fleeing for their lives, and Alavin's merciless slaughter, he felt an indescribable thrill. The fate of the Northlands was about to shift dramatically. Who would now dare to underestimate Alavin? Who would dare meddle with Stormcast?
After this battle, nothing could hinder Alavin's rise to power. The Northlands would forever remember his name. With eighteen royal statues guarding Stormcast, it would become an impregnable fortress. No fool would dare to provoke the tiger within its walls. The royal house? Ha! Given the madness and brutality that Alavin had shown, he would fight to the death against any challenger, regardless of who they might be.
What if the Mollen family were to relocate here? What if the mercantile guild headquarters were to move here?
“Wouldn't the safety I've longed for be easily secured? Who would come here and plunder the wealth of the Mollen family?”
“Ha! The rise of the Mollen family is at hand!”
On the fringes of the Cloudveil Woods, Carlys, Nikulas, Myke, and the numerous protégés of Cobalt Strike were engulfed in a profound silence, gazing dazedly at the chaotic battle on the wild plains. It felt like a surreal dream. Alavin's ruthless kill orders had not only sent chills through the wilderness but had also deeply stirred them.
They finally grasped the true meaning of the Kings' Acceptance. It wasn't just the immense potential bestowed upon Alavin but also control over the eighteen royal statues. From now on, who would dare to belittle Alavin? Who would dare scorn this once humble servant? Who would dare to underestimate this power destined to shake the Royal Realm?
Lord Viperbane was dead, as were Lord Skyveil, the Hidden Essence Commander, and the Skyborne Rivers Commander. Whether Lord Falconcrest and his ilk could escape remained uncertain. The power structure of the Northlands' Eight Orders and Five Lords had been shattered, and a new force was set to rise, potentially even surpassing the Eight Orders’ alliance!
Once upon a time, Cobalt Strike was reluctant to protect Alavin. Once upon a time, they doubted his potential.
After today, Alavin would no longer need anyone's protection; he would become his own safeguard!
After today, Alavin would shed his past shackles, presenting himself anew to the world.
After today, the name Shadowlord's Messenger would carry a weight so heavy that all would revere it.
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